You Know, Life Is What You Make

I'm Going To Graceland, For Reasons I Cannot Explain. There's Some Part Of Me Wants To See Graceland. And I May Be Advised To Defend Every Love, Every Ending, Or Maybe There's No Obligations Now. Maybe I've A Reason To Believe We All Will Be Received In Graceland.

All God Requires From Us Is To Enjoy Life And Love. That's The Whole Point.

I Lived In An Attached House. My Father Used To Drive Into The Wrong Driveway All The Time. He'd Say, Damn It, How Do You Tell One Of These Houses From Another?

Losing Love Is Like A Window In Your Heart.

Lord, I Am A Surgeon And Music Is My Knife. It Cuts Away My Sorrow And Purifies My Life.